The queen's wife is too sultry

In the black luxury car outside the hospital, Secretary Li was sitting in the driver's seat waiting boredly.

Just now Jiang Jingting specifically asked him not to go up with him, but just let him wait in the car.

The unattended Juliet rose in the back seat was still silently exuding a fragrant fragrance, which gradually permeated the interior of the car. Taking advantage of no one around, Secretary Li put down the seat, took a deep breath of the fragrant air intoxicatedly, and closed the car. Get ready to lie down and take a nap.

However, before he lay down for a minute, he saw a pair of figures coming out of the main entrance of the hospital from the corner of his eye, walking in his direction. One of them he could see every day, and it had long been etched into his mind. , even if there was only a vague shadow, he recognized it immediately.

"I'll go. Why did Mr. Jiang come down so quickly?"

Secretary Li immediately restored the seat to its original state, opened the car door, and beckoned to the two of them:
"Mr. Jiang, here!"

Originally seeing Jiang Jingting and Ye Zhen walking out side by side, he was also happy, but when the two approached and saw the expressions on their faces clearly, Secretary Li's face froze, and immediately lowered his head, not daring to smile anymore.

Because the two people walking towards him didn't have any smiles on their faces.

Especially Jiang Jingting's face sank like water, as if he wanted to merge with the endless dark night behind him.

"Lin Mo is going to see my mother off. I'll ask Secretary Li to take you back."

Ye Zhen raised her head slowly and looked at him motionless: "What about you?"

"I still have something to do, I will go back later."

"Jing Ting, do you still have to go up to find Lu Qing?"

Jiang Jingting frowned, cupped Ye Zhen's cheeks that had been blown cold by the cold wind with both hands, approached her and whispered: "Be obedient, don't think wildly."

His hands were still warm and dry, sticking to her face like holding a treasure, shielding her from the biting cold wind.

Ye Zhen didn't speak, she looked at him silently with her dark eyes, seemingly calm and disappointed.

Even if all the clues surfaced, he still decided to hide her.

Jiang Jingting's heart trembled when she saw her, and he couldn't help lowering his head to kiss her lips, but Ye Zhen avoided it.

Ye Zhen said softly: "There is still a show tomorrow, so I'll go back first."

"It's cold outside, come in quickly."

Jiang Jingting froze, retracted his hand, and opened the car door for her.

"President, then I will come to the hospital to pick you up later."

Secretary Li stood aside and asked in a low voice after witnessing the interaction between the two.

"Need not."

The moment Ye Zhen got into the car, Jiang Jingting saw Juliet Rose lying on the back seat, perhaps because she was rudely abandoned there, some petals at the bottom were deformed and looked wilted.

Jiang Jingting clenched his fists, trying to brush away the broken hair on Ye Zhen's cheeks, but after seeing Ye Zhen's silent profile, he finally held back.

He closed the car door, rolled his Adam's apple, and said to Secretary Li in a hoarse voice: "After you deliver her, you can go back by yourself and leave me alone."

"Yes, President."

Before Secretary Li opened the car door, he took another sneak peek at Jiang Jingting, but was stunned.

Jiang Jingting came in a hurry and rushed to the hospital without a coat. At this time, the cold wind was blowing, he was still wearing a meticulous British high-tailored suit, and stood beside the car with his hands in his pockets, looking at Ye Zhen in the car.

The endless bleak cold night behind seemed to overwhelm him. He was tall and tall, and his figure was tall and straight. Perhaps because it was too cold, his handsome and cold face showed a nearly transparent paleness, but his eyes were still dull and quiet.

In Secretary Li's heart, Jiang Jingting had always been an invincible and powerful man, but seeing the scene at this moment, he felt that this man was a bit lonely and lonely for no reason.

Even if his lover is only one step away from him at this time.

Secretary Li felt sour, and immediately took off his black coat, ran to Jiang Jingting's side, and stuffed the coat into his hands without any explanation:

"President, then I'll take Miss Ye back first, it's cold outside, you'd better go in quickly."

After finishing speaking, without giving Jiang Jingting room to speak, he trotted back into the car, started the car and left.

Standing there, Jiang Jingting grabbed the coat that was still warm, frowned slightly, and after a while, put it on himself, turned and walked towards the main entrance of the hospital.

In the car, there was silence.

Secretary Li held the steering wheel in his hand and secretly looked at Ye Zhen from the rearview mirror.

The car window next to her was still open, and the bone-chilling cold wind rushed in. Secretary Li trembled without a coat, but Ye Zhen let her hair flutter in the wind like a normal person, as if she had lost her soul , looking out the window motionlessly.

Secretary Li gritted his teeth, closed the windows of the rear seat on his own initiative, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car, explaining with a smile:

"Miss Ye, it's quite windy here. If you catch a cold or catch a cold, it will affect your work, don't you think so?"

In the end, he felt that this reason was not enough, so he added another sentence: "Besides, if you are really sick, the president will feel sorry for you again."

Ye Zhen turned her head and glanced at him lightly, "Concentrate on driving."

This is the first sentence she has said since getting in the car.

"Yes, ma'am."

Secretary Li swallowed, and immediately looked away from the rearview mirror, staring straight ahead, not daring to say a word, and scolded herself a few words in her heart.

Ms. Ye is in a bad mood, he has no eyesight, and he is still rushing forward, bah, he deserves it.

After making a bend, Ye Zhen moved her body to the left, but her left hand touched a cool object like a flower petal.

She lowered her head and found that it was a bouquet of light yellow and warm orange roses.

With a movement in her heart, she carefully held up the flowers. With her movements, the rich fragrance of the flowers became clearer. Only then did she belatedly realize that the fragrance of the flowers when she got on the car came from this bouquet of flowers.

Even though she already had the answer in her heart, she still asked softly, "Who bought this flower?"

Secretary Li thought to himself: Ms. Ye finally found this bouquet of flowers, and she almost scared him to death.

"Miss, this is the Juliet rose that the president ordered for you."

Secretary Li rolled his eyes, and continued: "The president specially rejected the dinner with Mr. Chen tonight, booked flowers and a restaurant, and is going to let Lin Mo pick you up as soon as your filming is over, hey, who Know"

His sigh, as if he was the person involved, with deep regret and regret, successfully aroused Ye Zhen's guilt.

She pursed her lips and found the card in the bouquet, on which was written a line of neat and clear words: To my lover Ye Zhen, may she smile for me like this Juliet rose.

Silent touch and love flowed from the tip of Ye Zhen's heart, thinking of Jiang Jingting's deep and silent eyes when they parted at the hospital gate, Ye Zhen couldn't help but feel sour.

Fool, why didn't you tell yourself then.

Secretary Li sensed the change in her mood and understood that this was a good time, so he immediately added fuel and jealousy: "Besides, this Juliet rose is what the president specified, and I bought it after going to several flower shops. Unfortunately, it was released today. With so many accidents, the president failed to give it to you personally."

"But don't blame the president. He really cares about you all the time. As soon as you open your mouth today, he rushed to the hospital immediately."

Ye Zhen ignored his long-winded speech, and raised her hand to caress a light-yellow gradation flower, the touch is like silk, delicate and soft.

She said softly, "The first bouquet Jing Ting sent me was Juliet roses."

It was her first birthday, in her first year in London.

At that time, she didn't know Shen Yan and Qin Weiyi, so Jiang Jingting bought her a birthday cake and decided to celebrate her birthday in the apartment.

She will never forget the scene of Jiang Jingting walking towards her with a bouquet of roses at the moment she turned off the lights and lit the candles.

The orange candle light shone on the young man's clean and handsome face. He was holding flowers in his hands, and walked towards her with a slight smile. His bright eyes were like stars. He looked at her tenderly and said softly to her:
"Happy birthday, Zhenzhen."

That was the first time in her life that she received such a beautiful and luxurious flower.